Page 40 of Crossing the Line

“I want to know what’s going on in your head,” she said, her chest heaving in her anger. I told myself not to look at her chest, but it was eye level, and I was only human. “Why did you crash my date?”

“To end it.”

She let out a short, disbelieving laugh. “Get to the point, Damien. Why do you care if I go on a date? Why did you follow me to the bar?”

She knew the answer to that. I might have fucked up when I told her that sleeping together was a mistake, but Kelsie knew me. She had to know that I regretted that and wanted to be with her. But if she needed to hear me say it, fine.

“I couldn’t let you go on a date with someone that isn’t me.”

“We are not dating.”

“But I want to. I want to be with you, Kels.”

I reached for her hand, but she spun around and kept going up the stairs. I caught up to her just as she reached the next landing. Before she could protest, I pinned her against the wall, my body flush against hers. Her breath hitched, and the feel of her curves made my cock turn to steel. I knew she could feel it, but she didn’t react. Her grey eyes shone with defiance, and she placed her hands on my chest. But when I thought she’d push me away, her hands fisted my shirt. Lips parting, she stared at me while the air crackled with sexual tension.

“Y-you can’t say things like that,” she said. “You can’t keep messing with my emotions like this.”

Bringing a hand to her face, I marveled at the warmth of her skin as I traced my thumb over her cheekbone and down to her lips. Her cheeks turned pink, and I couldn’t help smirking at her reaction to me. She was perfect, and I couldn’t believe that I didn’t see it sooner.

“I’m not messing with your emotions. I’m waking the fuck up.”

Shifting my hand to the back of her neck, I held her in place as I pressed a searing kiss to her lips. For a moment, Kelsie froze, unmoving. Then, I licked along her bottom lip and she melted against me, opening up to allow my tongue to tangle with her own.

Her taste was everything, feeding a hunger deep inside of me that I never knew existed. How the hell could I have missed this for so long? The connection, the attraction—it had been consuming me since the first night we spent together, even as I tried to tell myself that it was something to regret.

Now, all I regretted was the thousands of missed opportunities that I’d let pass by over the last two years. Well, that and calling what we had a mistake.

That would haunt me forever.

But I’d show her just how wrong I was, right here and now.

She was wearing a dress, so I tugged up the skirt until I could grasp the back of her thighs and lift her upward. Her body jolted in surprise, but she didn’t fight me as I pulled her legs around my waist. Instead, her heels dug into my ass, and she moved against me, grinding the bulge of my erection against her core. I swallowed her needy moan.

“Damien,” she gasped, ripping her mouth away from mine. “We shouldn’t…”

I wasn’t going to think about what we should or shouldn’t do. I was tired of that shit.

Holding her up with one hand on her ass, I managed to slip the other one between us and open my pants. My erection ached for her, and I didn’t waste any time. Looking into her eyes, I yanked her panties to the side and drove my hips forward and up. Gravity did the rest, and she sank down onto my cock all the way to the hilt.

“Fuck.” My voice was loud in the stairwell, but I couldn’t find it in me to care. “You feel so good, baby.”

Kelsie’s hands were on my shoulders now, fingernails digging into me even through my shirt, but I didn’t mind. The pain just sharpened the pleasure as I started to move her up and down on my cock.

“How could I have waited so long,” I mumbled, my face buried in her neck. “If I’d known you were such a tight fit, so damn hot around my dick, I never would have kept my hands off you.”

“Harder,” she said breathlessly, her eyes glazed and her kiss-bitten lips parted. “Give me more, Damien. I need it.”

She needed me.

Heat spiraled through me at that, and my movements became frantic as I chased the high. Our skin slapped together and if anyone came into the stairwell anytime soon, there would be no doubt about what we were up to.

But it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered but claiming her.

“Mine, mine, mine,” I chanted under my breath, not sure if I was telling her or reassuring myself. All I knew was that I liked the way it sounded.

This was raw and fast, passionate in a way that I’d never experienced before. When Kelsie’s legs tightened around me, I knew she was close. Pressing my lips to hers again, I slipped my tongue into her mouth as I squeezed her ass with both hands.

She shuddered and arched her back, her heart hammering so hard that I could feel it against my chest. When she came, her core spasmed around me in a way that made my vision white out. I followed her into the arms of ecstasy with a growl and intensity that made me feel branded by her, marked in some kind of lasting way. The whole damn world should have been able to see who I belonged to after that kind of physical connection.